Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Your's

Nas

Gimme, gimme, for the NYC
what you can't get back
Gimme, why don't you gimme the
what you can't get back, for the five burroughs

1: AZ

Yo, it's to show resistance when money-gettin niggas
need my assistance to figures, beyond non-existence
Fuck keepin my distance, cos bein produced persistence
Plus plea's, a hundred G's, I had me blockin out of centres
I'm by the illest of individuals
Killers and criminals, even that's really into jewels
But still on who I cling to
Cos every single nigga that swing thru, ain't my man just cos we
To mistake shit, even be feedin off that fake shit
Filled with and hatred but my high hopes help me escape it
Temporarily the window world, don't the wise
Verbally me, properly with that inner city, urban GC
I fucked with those my age bracket
cos analyse and mack to get the papers and stack it
Leavin no trace to track it, keep on thinkin is accurate
That shit, livin the lifestyle, we filled with black wit

Nas, (AZ)

Just gimme (Pimp and dollar signs)
Just (Rollin trees, stackin G's)
Gimme what you get back (True dat, I thought you knew that)
Just (Money getters, the high bidders)
Why you gimme the world (rollin wit us)
Gimme you can't get back, for the five burroughs

2: AZ

So in God I trust, I lust for a
And in too, I a million-plus, ain't much to discuss
and double-digits, Gianni Versace down with lizards
It's so I visualisin to live it
cleverly wit intentions of longevity
Strong pedigree got me touchin papers, would never see, G
So do the crest in my claw,
the essence, you're sailin in a sweppervescence
Drug investments, a street thug's plug, the insurance, but
they had you wanted for warrants you get enourmous
Life's a performance so players wit endurance
cos war sense, any villain's willing to get more intense
They tried to us but all it did was just make us
travel across acres for papers, bonafide takers
Cos though we know somehow we all go
As as we're leavin thievin, we'll be leavin wit some kind of doe,
so...

Nas, (AZ)

Just gimme (Pimp and dollar signs)
Just (Rollin trees, stackin G's)
Gimme what you can't get back (True dat, I you knew that)
gimme (Money getters, the high bidders)
Why you gimme the world (rollin wit us)
what you can't get back (It's real, NYC)

Just (QB)
gimme (B-K, VT)
Gimme you can't get back (See me, AZ y'all, representin)
Just gimme (Yeah, the street is trife life)
Why don't you gimme the (Representin)
what you can't get back (Life's a bitch......)